Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao stands in front of a small house, surrounded by trees. It seems their suspect - Zhang Cheng likes to live in a remote and isolated place, away from people.
Bo Jinyan is the first person to arrive, ahead of the police officer who called him. They can hear the police sirens coming from a distance. They should not be too far behind.
Jian Yao asks: "Should we wait for them?"
"No." says Bo Jinyan. He puts on a pair of latex gloves. He seems to look excited: "When a lot of people enters the house at the same time, the place loses its originality."
Jian Yao is not surprised. This man is honest and smart. But when it comes to investigating criminal cases, he can't cover the excitement that arises from the passion he has for his job.
"Ok. Let's go in." She smiles. Of course she will go in with him.
Fortunate for them, the yellow wooden door is not locked. It is easily pushed open. There's an unbearable stench that rushes to their nostrils once the door is opened. Jian Yao almost vomited again.
Bo Jinyan places his finger over his nose to block out the smell. He walks in without slowing down.
Jian Yao hesitates, then she pinches her nose and follows him inside.
It's dark in there. The windows are blocked. It is a small place. One bed. One desk/table. That's it. There are things lying all over the place. It's too dark to see what they are.
She is stepping into a psychopath's house in darkness. Every step, she is stepping on top of something... the bumps underneath her soles... Jian Yao secretly hopes they are not body parts.
Subconsciously, she gently holds on to Bo Jinyan jacket from the back.
Stay close to him.
The Bo Jinyan that was busy examining the room in the dark pauses. He turns round to look at her .
She quickly grabs on the corner of his suit jacket. She is not letting go of him.
"Oh." he seems to sigh softly in the darkness.
"What's up?" asks Jian Yao.
She can vaguely tell by the light shining through the front door, that he is trying to look at the hand that is grabbing onto his jacket.
"So cute." He says in pleased voice.
Jian Yao blushes in the dark.
Even though she can't see his facial expressions, she knows he is staring at her. And at the same time, a hand reaches the light switch on the wall. He just found it.
Ah.... handling two roles at once.
They are standing in a pigsty.
Light blue bed linen has sweat stains all over it. The duvet is curled up into a bundle on the floor. The table has lots of dirty dishes and bowls with food scraps inside them. On the floor, there are polystyrene takeaway containers, rubbish bags, clothes, shoes... flies everything. There is also a strong stench of urine in the air.
"What a tasteless lunatic." Bo Jinyan mutters to himself. Then he starts searching through the rubbish.
As a woman, Jian Yao automatically take up the tasks that are less filthy - she opens the drawers of the desk and examines what's inside them.
In one of the drawers, she finds a stack of envelope. They are made from the same type of yellow paper. She passes them to Bo Jinyan. The envelopes are empty. In the front of the envelope, there is a date written with ink pen: "2013 January , 2013 February.... "until" 2013 June. The handwriting is the same for all the envelopes. Obviously, it's written by the same person.
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